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Charlie.

Aiden left the day they asked about the dog. Charlie. The Davenports' beagle mix. He explained how much he loved Charlie. His sharp teeth. Little eyes. The officers took him then. They wouldn't let Aiden bring his whiffle ball bat or Green Eggs and Ham, even though he was going to sleepaway camp for a really long time. That weekend, Mom and Dad bought the Davenports a new dog, only this time, it wasn't a beagle.

Tina Tocco's microfiction has appeared in Roanoke Review, Passages North, Potomac Review, Harpur Palate, Portland Review, and other publications. She was a finalist in CALYX's 2013 Flash Fiction Contest and a semifinalist in The Conium Review's 2014 Flash Fiction Contest. She earned her MFA in creative writing from Manhattanville College, where she was editor-in-chief of Inkwell.

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Author:Tocco, Tina
Publication:River Styx
Article Type:Poem
Date:Jul 1, 2015
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